Don't be fooled, I've had my moments. For every memory of Wylie Driscoll coining the phrase: Lelay, Lelay run it like a relay, and the nickname sticking until junior year or Justin Nelson saying I picked my nose and ate it in 8th grade (I admit I have picked my nose, and probably have eaten them at some point, but not that time) or even some fat kid, whose name I can't remember, Bubba or something appropriate like that, calling me Leah with the big Maracas during high school PE, there have been times like when the hottest guy in school (whose name I can't remember either) tried to feel me up in a meat locker.
Yes, I have led an hollywood style exciting life but nothing compares to me trying to be athletic as an adult.
So, for all those who think THEY are cool: in your face!
P.S. The bike was part of my awesome Mother's Day present from Lars via Tor. I had a great day.
I am so lucky to be married to my best friend. I love you Tor!
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Haha. I don't recall any of that stuff. Probably because it didn't happen to me. Ah, growing up Buffalo style. Way jealous of the bike though. Have fun!
You DO look super-cool.
I'm way happy that you're married to your best friend. It's the best way to do the marriage thing, for sure.
Hmm..what was that guy's name? The meat-locker guy? I so remember him, and he WAS hot.
Ah, Justin Nelson. Guess what? He knocked some girl up in my old bedroom. In high school I always fantasized about the boy would someday be naked in that room....And let me just tell you, Justin Nelson was NEVER even a tiny part of those fantasies. I'm so glad I'm done with that phase of life...and that I'm still so freaking cool.
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